Go forth young Bacchus, return unto thyself a man

[veritas]

There was a time when this place was for working out your own character at the expense of others. There was then a time where those around you moved on to bigger and better things. Lastly the pleasure of this died as you were no longer concerned with hurting others to make you feel better about yourself. You started to grow up. You tried to make this place better. What is left to achieve if they rejected your wisdom? Should we return full circle and use this place as our shadows persOval playground? Perhaps.